Dream got the wrong number and texted you. But you guys become friends, and maybe more...
warning: smut 😏
COOL RANKINGS THAT IM PROUD OF:
#60 dream
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(Since yall have a problem with her being 4'11 TADAAAA, she is now 5'4. Happy now? I didn't do it to be like, "UWU im so showrt 🥺🥺🥺 🥺🥺🥺🥺 senpai pwweaseeee" lmao
AND EVERYONE IS SHITTING ON TAURUSES, ESPECIALLY THE ARIES!!! UH? I LOVE ARIES WDYM>:( MY MOTHER IS ONE AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH)
After Sylvia pulled that stunt on Clay earlier today, he had become more... needy. She was currently resting in her room after taking a shower to get the saltwater out of her hair and the sand out from unthinkable places. The blonde came into the room and laid down next to her.
He rested a hand on her thigh, "Hey, baby."
"Hi!... Apparently, Vinnie Hacker is fighting Deji." Sylvia said while scrolling through her phone.
"I'm number one. Remember." He mumbled into her skin.
~flashback~
Sylvia HOLY FUCK DON'T EVER FACE REVEAL! YOU WILL GET TOO MANY SIMPS! 1# Clay Williams 2# Vinnie Hacker RESPOND YOUR DIMPLES OMG OMG OMG I'M SIMPING SO HARD PAHAHA
~end of flashback~
She smiled and patted his hair, "I bet... Never mind, actually."
"Hmm?" He brought his head up and looked like a golden retriever.
"No, no. I said never mind."
He whined, "Just tell me..."
Sylvia rolled her eyes, "I was going to say you'd win that fight but actually... Looking at Vinnie, he looks quite strong."
"Nuh-uh. I would so win." Clay sat up.
Sylvia turned her phone around to show a picture.
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"Dude, he isn't even all that. It's literally just for show. I am actually strong. Plus, we both saw what I did to Nick..." The blonde scoffed.
She quirked a brow, "Bruh- I pinned you to the ground."
"I let you!"
Sylvia stood up from the bed and looked at him.
She tilted her head, "I'm sure you did."
Her hand found its way to his jaw again. She pushed him into the mattress and climbed on top of him. Point made.
"Are you going to something about it?" She taunted him.
His breathing was fast, and a blush dusted his cheeks. He was intimidated and turned on. Sylvia bent down so her face was right above Clay's, and his breath hitched.
"That's what I thought." She chuckled softly.
Before she could unlatch from his hips, he held her down. His hands make prints into her skin.
